Currently Submerged

Follow the motion of the ocean.
The shock of the first dip.
The cold pacing through every nerve ending
And slowly subsides as arms and legs adjust to the current.

Neck deep.

The current.
Push. Pull.
Push. Pull.
Push. Pull.

Follow the motion of the ocean.
The saltwater settling into my hair.
Exfoliating my skin, sinking deep into every pore.

Neck deep.

The current.
Try to keep up.
Float.
Meander.
Splash.
Breathe.

The horizon.
The power of tranquility.
The depths of the ocean.
I'm suddenly small.
A bottomless, blue abyss.
I'm in deep.
Submerged.

Follow the motion of the ocean.
Tred. Focus. Relax.
The tides. The waves.

Neck deep.
Push. Pull.
Blue on blue.
The saltwater residue sits on my lips
stings my wounds, tangles my hair.
Hands and feet turn to wrinkled prunes.
The shore is calling.

The current.
Push. Pull.
Push. Pull.
The sloshing of the tide.
The motion of the ocean.

"The sea, once it casts its spell,
holds one in it's net of wonder forever."- Jacques Yves Coustean

Follow the motion of the ocean.
Submerged.

Knee deep.
Touching land.
Looking back for
one last salt water breeze.